there is a room without a fan
but there is a piano there
where a child practices for the whole day
there is a room without a fan
but it has a mother with a stick on hand
there are fingers on a musical piece
too hurt to say that it is too hurt
there is no blood
but shall it mean that there is no bleeding of his heart?
how can mother
not understand how is it to be a boy
deprived of
his normal play
in the backyard of the house.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem